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I woke up felling dizzy. Hours, maybe days had passed. I looked around, and found myself in what seemed like a prison cell. I was alone. There was no one or nothing. It was just a concrete "bed" and a small window, not bigger than my head. I walked up to the window and looked out of it. It was heavily snowing outside, and some men were working on a railway or something like that.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of keys jiggling, and the metal door opened. It was a man, with a beard and brown eyes in soviet uniform.

"Вы, наконец, проснулись! (You're finally awake!)" he breathes out. A few more men appeared behind him, all wearing similar uniforms.
"Um... Привет? (Hello?) I don't speak Russian," I told them. Yes, I wasn't able to speak Russian. Not even the basics. My knowledge was never beyond a few words. I knew Spanish though. No es que la use mucho ... (Not that I use it much...)
"Sit down," the bearded man commanded in a thick Russian accent, but it was easy to know what he was saying. He motioned me towards the concrete bed, then pulled the wooden chair under himself. 

"Will you send me out to work there?" I pointed at the window, trying my best to hide the trembling in my voice.
"Don't worry женщина (woman), you will stay inside. We will need you for... other purposes" he said as he gave me a disgusting smirk. He was even missing some teeth... It wasn't hard to understand what he meant under "other purposes". Disgusting.

The others started smiling, soe ene chuckling at what the bearded man just said, and it made me mad enoguh that I couldn't hold it anymore. If nobody is going to teach them manners, then it's up to me to do so. I swiftly rose up from my seat and punched him in the face, without any word. Now he had even less teeth. The other guards immediately stopped laughing, and took a step back. The other man sprawled at the ground hissing in pain as he held his fingers at the bridge of his nose.
"What are you thinking, женщина?! (woman)" one of them shouted as he started stomping towards me. I was ready to hit him in any moment now, but just as he got close enough, a different voice spoke up.

"Эй, оставь это! (Hey, leave it)," another man with a mustache and blue eyes appeared in the doorway. "American woman, did you do this?" he said as he pointed at the bearded man who was holding his bleeding nose, withering on the floor. My expression changed as I swallowed hard, knowing that now I was fucked.
"Yes...?" I answered after hesitating a bit.
"Hmm... Can you fight?"
"Yes sir. I can also use a few different types of guns and I know a bit about healing. Plus I was a pilot before I got here," I said in one breath. He seemed like he wasn't like the others I have met so far, at least this guy had some common human decency to him. Maybe there's still a chance that i'll survive. It's not that I lied, I could navigate well and had some medical skills. Not to mention that after being in this business for long enough, eventually everyone learns how to shoot a gun.

"Hm. Come with me дорогой (Darling)" he said as he walked away. He didn't wait for me, and the other guards didn't even try to interfere after this. I followed the blue eyed man, trying to catch up to him.
"Dimitri Antonov," he spoke, dumping the information on me all of a sudden. "Between you and me, call me Enzo."
It took me some time to conjure up an answer, unsure whether to give out such personal information about myself to some stranger. But he saved me from that situation, even if by accident.

"Y/N" I reply after the hesitation.


A/N: okay so i know i said weekly updates, but this story did pretty well (over 25 reads in one day and 52 on the second day jejskwkd) so i decided to post chapters more often. Thank you for all the support!! I really appreciate it! (Also its almost july 1st aka season 4 vol 2 premiere :D)

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